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Swept, clean, and still, across the polished floor From some unshuttered casement1, hid from sight, The level sunshine slants2, its greater light Quenching the little lamp which pallid3, poor, Flickering, unreplenished, at the door Has striven against darkness the long night. Dawn fills the room, and penetrating4, bright, The silent sunbeams through the window pour. And she lies sleeping, ignorant of Fate, Enmeshed in listless dreams, her soul not yet Ripened to bear the purport5 of this day. The morning breeze scarce stirs the coverlet, A shadow falls across the sunlight; wait! A lark6 is singing as he flies away. 点击收听单词发音
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